Prologue: All Nighter
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Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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A/N: Bad mods lead to a selfish writer. Terrible week so I said "Screw it, Ill only update when I get to 25,500 hits." Yeah well it happened. So TADA (this was only because people pissed me off when I WAS going to update. Its not a regular thing)
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Junior year.
Mitchie bit her lip as she stared at her schedule.
So many AP classes.
So many classes she was going to fail.
Her mother was crazy.
Truly, certifiably crazy.
And then she had to deal with college applications.
And scholarships.
And testing.
Not a single elective on her schedule.
No art.
No band.
No choir.
No theatre.
Just school work.
She was not going to survive junior year.
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They were all on the phone trying to handle the situation maturely.
Shane was trying not to kill someone.
They were dropping them.
They were going to drop them.
They had no idea how they were going to stop it.
Shane needed to keep this job.
He couldn't go back to his mother saying she was right.
That just could not happen.
Shane was gripping the table trying to speak calmly.
"There has to be something we can do. We need this"
The guy on the other end warbled.
It made him feel as if he were listening to an idiot.
Which he probably was.
Nate was the cool headed one.
He was the one that was preventing Shane from killing someone.
And he was probably the one who was going to save this for them.
Shane hated him but whatever.
He just needed this.
Nate grabbed the phone, turned off the speaker and left to the other room.
That was probably a good idea on his part.
However.
Shane continued to steam.
Only imagining how this could possibly turn out.
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Later that night.
After an exhausting day of hauling pounds of books up and down stairs.
Mitchie tried to build up the courage to accept a call from her boyfriend.
But if she did then she would never want to get up the next morning.
She would answer.
He would come over.
And it would just go down hill to an all nighter from there.
Her homework wasn't even done.
And school started at 7.
But it was so tempting.
Even if she would fall asleep before anything would happen.
So she did it.
She answered her phone.
And just as she predicted.
He came over.
And she never got to go to sleep.
And she never made it to school the next day.
